The Script - Good Ol' Days (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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The Script - Good Ol' Days (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
Up in the bar all smoking cigars
And we were drinking Irish Whiskey
Straight from the jar
Talking 'bout them better days
And not that far, whoever's
coming back to mine
You better bring the guitar
You play a sad song, yeah,
sing it from the heart
Tell a sad story, yeah,
tell it from the start
Pass me on the pain that
you made into art
Yeah, pierce into my skin
like a heroin dart
When, someone strumming on the strings
And they're spitting things
Everybody's moving, grooving, vibes
When the other sings
They gon' kill you with the
passion and the soul
When the first verse drops
You'd be fighting back
the tears and all
While another man is crying
in his beer and all
While his woman sings cheers to
it all (cheers to it all)
Ain't no shame in the game, just
the way we were raised
To always sing about better
days, better days
Oh, we'll remember this night
when we're old and gray
'Cause in the future, this will be
the good old days (ooh, ooh)
Oh, yeah, we're arm and
arm as we sing away
In the future this will
be the good old days
Oh Ten o'clock and it's off,
what started as a pub crawl
Now we're all lost
Better live it out tonight
tomorrow's gonna cost
So get up in that piano boy,
you play your ass off
If you play it real good,
everybody sings along
If you bang us out a beat,
everybody move along
Play us something real we
can hang our hopes on
Sing a rebel song, and watch us march
along (oh, these times are hard)
Won't you come along?
Meet Jenny, meet Pete,
meet Mary, meet Keith
They're busking on the streets
Seven days a week, pay
a pound, pay a penny
Make it full or leave it empty
They play you, listen that's
plenty ooh ooh
It's two a.m. now we're dancing
in the rain and all ooh ooh
Hanging out of each other like
the pain is gone ooh ooh
These are my people,
these are my crowd
And I'm never too proud to sing
about 'em ('bout 'em)
In the future this will be the
good old days (good old days)
The good old, the good old days
Good old days (The good old,
the good old days)
Oh, I got the whole place, singing,
yeah, singing this song
Even the old man there
With the paddy hats on is singing
(ooh, ooh come on sing
it, woah, oh, yeah)
I got the whole place singing,
yeah, singing this song
Even the girl over there
With the red dress on singing
(ooh, ooh, ooh)
Oh, I got the whole bar drinking,
yeah, singing this tune
And the guys over there
With the big tattoos are singing (ooh,
oh,we drinking and singing, yeah)
Got the emo girls with
the college degrees
And the tag along friends with
the fake ID's singing
(ooh, oh, yeah, singing)
Oh, yeah, we're arm in
arm as we sing away
In the future, these will be the
good old days (good old days)
The good old days(The good
old, the good old days)
In the future, these will be
the good old days (The good
old, the good old days)
The good old days
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